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There has never been so much talk about labour rights as in our times; and there has never been so much worker abuse as in our times. They have provided the crowds for the rallies and the piles for all the massacres, and the flesh for all the reprisals. Those that do survive are often left homeless on the streets, without family.

Once again, we are called to bounce back, to reconquer death: to do what Peter the fisherman did, who said to the Master: “We have been hard at it all night, but have not caught anything; but at your word I will cast the nets.” At the word of Jesus, with hope, after a night of blood and ruin, we need to begin again. And the Father will reward our trust.

All of us are engaged in this great enterprise, both labourer and intellectual, of repairing the great social wreck, with courage and responsibility. Let us never look back and never be afraid. Behind us stand the exploiters, the tyrants that have burned our homes and jammed our freedoms, the demigods that have waged war: they are the executioners and gravediggers.

We are moving forward, even with the cross on our shoulders, towards the Redemption that means freedom: freedom from every evil, and therefore from the need of fear.”

(Igino Giordani, Fides, June 1951)

 

“You strip work of its value when you disassociate the economic value from the spiritual value. When God came amongst us He did so as a worker amongst workers. For thirty years He performed manual labour to help the people within the circle of his family and neighbours. Then, for three years, He did spiritual work whose fruits have benefited the human family of every age.

Work is innate to us humans and as necessary to life as eating and breathing. Forcing a human being to be idle is like forcing a bird not to fly.

With the advent of the Redeemer – a manual labourer who was God – labour and fatigue became the divinely manufactured ordinary means of sanctification. Anyone who works in accordance with the order of God, bearing with the fatigue out of love for God, becomes holy. The work in the fields, in the office or in the Church has the same value as prayer does.

The salary is also doubled. On the human level, you are paid for the economic value produced by your handiwork and genius; on the divine level, you are paid for the merits of your patience, asceticism and detachment. As you build you bear with the fatigue, transforming it into the raw material of redemption, and you also build another stretch of the road to your eternal destiny. The prodigal son began his recovery when he began to work, just as he had begun his deterioration when he began to be idle.

The real exploitation of work and of the worker comes about in proportion to the materialistic pretence of denying participation of the spirit in the works of the hand or of the mind: pulling apart the divine and the human, the spirit and the corporal, the moral and the economic, Our Father in Heaven the daily bread that needs to be served to us every day on earth. A person does not only live on bread for the stomach, but is also in need of nourishment for the soul.

Pressing someone into a merely economic existence is like feeding only half of him while destroying him by starving the other half.

The God Man saw and always sees the divine and the human not only one or the other, but both. Since the fishermen and their guests have not caught a single fish during an entire night of hard effort, and since the norm Jesus follows is ‘whoever does not work, does not eat,’ He invites them and their hungry families to go back to work, to recast the nets into the waters of the lake. God continually invites us not to be discouraged, not to despair but to get back to work again, always in His name.

Like a human person, society also needs both works so that it can breathe with both lungs and live healthy and free. If not, it languishes, since it suffers either from bodily hunger or from spiritual hunger: one hunger brings the other. If there is no Father in Heaven, the bread on earth also becomes scarce because, without Him, the labourers are no longer brothers and sisters. They fight and steal, as happened and continues to happen to many of our immigrants who are opposed and rejected by other workers.”

(Igino Giordani La Via, 1952)

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  • Grazie ! Pubblicare questi brani è davvero darci un sorso d’acqua fresca e un aiuto nel cammino di ogni giorno… al tempo che ci aiuta a conoscere sempre meglio il grande, grandissimo amico Foco.

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